Average ordinary seems psycho:
The girl who ruined it all
Disclaimer: Don't own naruto
Chapter 44:
I woke again with the same morning sickness and threw my face off the bed and threw up once again. I gagged at the smell and threw up again, it burning so much more.
"Morning Sickness . . . Geez, Gaara got BIZ-AAAA! Hm" I looked up with a glare as my vision was perfect now. He had drugged me while I slept.
"Don't you dare judge him like you know him you Con-artist!" I hissed as he broke out in laughter. I pushed myself up as suddenly the Throw up sunk into the rock and the smell was gone.
"Let me guess . . . I'm in a guest room of a Akatsuki hide-out" He stopped laughing and looked to me instantly and glared.
"How do you know-"
"Shut up Deidara! You're still a Dick-head!" I snapped as he went wide eyed.
"How do you-" I smirked. I had the upper hand here. This could come in handy.
"You didn't know Gaara slept with a Psychic?" I laughed as I slipped to my feet, studying my stableness before actually standing and holding my belly.
"What? Hm" he gasped as my smirk grew larger and I put my free hand on my hips as I didn't wince, even though I wanted to, when the Baby kicked.
"That's right . . . I get visions but you don't know when I have them because they take seconds in the real world" I lied threw my teeth but I was a great Liar when I was in the zone. If I didn't have my baby to worry about I would be able to get out of here easily but I could barely fight with my darling. I could always brake down that door, then run like hell back into Gaara's arms but with a Baby I would surely not be able to do any of it.
"What do I care, Hm!" He laughed.
"You do care! That's the funny thing!" I laughed, making myself as strong as I could seem during this painful period.
"Try me, Tell me if you were psychic, why didn't you see your kidnaping coming?" He laughed.
"Because, I can't see everything! Just some things . . . .I've seen things about you that would shock you-"
"Stop your lies girl, Hm" He interrupted me. He scoffed slightly before a loud rapping rang out from the other side.
"Here's the gruel for the prisoner," came a snarl from the other side.
"Kisame . . ." Deidara stated in confusion. I sat down quickly and let my head hang. Pulling off my saddest look possible as the door opened and two more walked in. I couldn't see who for my hair was in my face. I began to cry, pushing it as much as possible.
"Stop your sobbing!" came the same snarl I recognized as Kisame.
"GO AWAY, I DON'T NEED MORE MEN HITTING ON ME!" I cried out, making up the story in my head as I flung my head up and mad the hardest glare I could muster towards Deidara.
"Deidara . . . What were you doing to this girl?" Came Itachi, walking out from behind Kisame.
"Nothing! She's lying!"
"DO I LOOK LIKE I'M LYING TO YOU!" I screamed at them. "I want to go home, I want to sleep in my bed and throw up my guts in my own damn toilet and not the sponge floor!" I hissed, glaring at them.
"I thought you had an affair with the Kazekage?" Kisame mocked.
"And since then, his house is mine! I DEMAND YOU TAKE ME HOME!" I snapped. I knew they wouldn't but it was worth a try.
"You know, we were supposed to take Gaara's demon but we might as well take yours" Itachi whispered, narrowing his eyes on me.
"Touch me and face my pregnant wrath!" I snarled, ripping the tray from Kisame and ripping the bread in my mouth and chewing harshly.
